The Crazy Villain Regains His Sanity Chapter 307

Episode 307:

After succeeding in throwing rice cakes at old Franz, I refused the invitation to eat and go outside and went out. Today’s visit had a strong character to test high-speed flight. It’s still okay, so it might be a good idea to run one more errand.

“Surely a surprise visit is good.”

In the process, we also reaped a harvest.

Catching Antoine was pure luck. I thought I’d have to fix it sometime, but I’m lucky to have been caught like this.

When I came out, I saw a dark sky over the Spree River. There were twinkling stars above it. It was said that the stars were not visible well before the monster appeared, but this was something that did not really make sense to me.

As oil was supplied to Seoul, environmental groups were protesting and making an uproar. Personally, I didn’t really understand why it was like that.

[Are you suddenly falling into sentimentality?]

“Can’t I fall into sentimentality?”

[That doesn’t suit you.]

“That’s true.”

It’s just that it gave me a strange feeling to be in Berlin, having been in Seoul until a little while ago.

Would you say the world has become smaller? Now that I can go wherever I want, I can now have anywhere in my sights.

This is how I felt when I went from walking and using public transportation to driving my own car. It didn’t take too much of a burden to get from Seoul to Berlin, so I got everything I wanted.

After taking a moment to admire the Berlin sky, I decided on my next destination.

[Where are you going?]

“I came this far, so I have to see the guy who calls himself God.”

I launched a high-speed flight towards the Vatican.

* * *

“….”

Saint Alessia, wearing a nightgown, gently opened her eyes. Once she fell asleep, she didn’t wake up until morning, but not like this.

Her room, which was given a revelation from God and became more powerful than the Pope, was modest. Her personality was clearly reflected in that she did not want to become a luxury product herself and did not want to benefit from luxury products.

As a result, her residence in the Vatican became a sanctuary, where she expanded her influence by representing the words of God.

As Italy was originally the center of religion, its symbolism remained. The Vatican sought to expand its influence by recruiting a saint, and the saint entered here following a revelation from God.

And we handled a pile of agenda items from all over Europe. When a conflict arises, we mediate and sometimes side with one side from a third party’s perspective.

Because she put the existence of God first, all of Europe respected and revered her.

So I liked the situation surrounding me now.

Even before becoming a saint, she was an outstanding awakened person and possessed a transcendental sense. He consolidated his current position by utilizing his abilities and instincts, which are close to foresight.

In that sense, an ‘unbearable danger’ was approaching.

“This is…”

As she approached the window, what caught her eye was the bright full moon. The night sky was clear and peaceful without a single cloud, but the saint’s instincts were ringing an emergency alarm.

I have never experienced this sense of crisis before. It was cooler than when Draculea appeared.

Even though the weather was cool, her whole body was suddenly filled with cold sweat.

At some point, a shadow began to fall on the bright full moon. A dark fog descended, and suddenly the space was distorted and overlapped.

Paaaat!

At some point, there was a figure standing there accompanied by a sharp sound. A being that blends in with the darkness better than anyone else and makes red blood flow just by standing still.

There was only one person like this.

“Headbreaker.”

If I hadn’t seen him in person, I would have thought he was a monster.

Not just a monster, but a minimum plus plus level monster.

Even though she learned that the person who appeared here was Choi Jun-ho, the saint’s tension did not subside.

She knew that the Choi Jun-ho she knew did not have this kind of ability.

Did I get a new gift in the meantime? Even though he still holds the title of being the world’s strongest due to his overwhelming strength, I felt fear spreading across him as he continued to grow stronger.

Choi Jun-ho appeared in the air and approached exactly where the saint was.

However, what enveloped his entire body was quite different from what the saint had known.

Cheeeeeek!

Black smoke was rising. When he peered through the darkness and looked closely, his entire body was torn to pieces as if it had been torn apart by something sharp. Seeing it recover in real time was unreal.

“It’s been a while.”

“…welcome.”

“Is it okay for a moment?”

“Does anyone who knows that come to visit at a time like this?”

“Because the work is over now. “Do you want consideration?”

“If I ask, will you do it?”

“no.”

I grumbled once, but I never expected such etiquette from Choi Jun-ho in the first place. Just saying that in the first place should be considered a significant achievement.

The good news is that the warnings sent by my senses have calmed down.

“Let me know if you need time to change. “Because I can wait for that much.”

Only then did the saint realize that she was wearing a nightgown. Because I was covered in cold sweat, I was stuck and naked.

If it were anyone else, I would have been scared, but since the person I was dealing with was Choi Jun-ho, I didn’t mind.

No, if it hadn’t been pointed out, I wouldn’t have even noticed that I was dressed like this.

“It’s okay, come in. “Because I know you’re not the kind of person who would change your mind anyway.”

“Are you saying you don’t even see me as a man?”

“Would I do this if I showed my dark side even once? Come on in.”

“….”

The saintess was filled with a strange sense of victory as she watched Choi Jun-ho close his mouth and obediently come inside.

On the other hand, why is my pride hurt?

No, you’d be a fool if you didn’t know the reason.

‘Tch.’

The saintess clicked her tongue inwardly and guided Choi Jun-ho to a seat. Then he made a cup of espresso and held it out.

It was a special espresso that even the Pope often said he wanted to drink.

“I like Americano.”

They were saying things like that.

The saint said, feeling her anger rising.

“This is better than that crap.”

“okay? Then there’s nothing we can do.”

Uncharacteristically, I give up quickly.

Choi Jun-ho said after lifting the cup and tasting a little espresso.

“I came from far away and I’m thirsty. Can you give me some water?”

“yes.”

I listened to him carefully and offered him some ice water, but Choi Jun-ho did something outrageous.

The cup containing the espresso was poured into the ice water.

“What on earth did you do….”

“Even if it’s lukewarm, it’s still worth eating.”

“This profit!”

I felt my anger growing over the behavior that ended up turning me into a waste of time, and then I let out a sigh.

It was unreasonable to try to carry out one’s will against a man who behaved arbitrarily even before God.

The saint drank espresso while watching Choi Jun-ho quench his thirst for a moment with water. I woke up earlier than usual, which disrupted my routine, but instead of feeling tired, I felt like I was on edge.

This man causes all kinds of trouble with his innocent face. I was worried about what kind of accident would happen this time, but at the same time, I was secretly looking forward to it.

“I want to ask you a few things.”

“Is that why you came here?”

“uh. “I saw what I needed to do first.”

“Where?”

“Berlin.”

“Why did you stop there first instead of here?”

“Why is that?”

“…just like that.”

I got angry without realizing it, but the saintess also knew that there was no reason to be that way. Actually, it’s funny to talk about that to this indifferent man.

The saintess sighed inwardly and asked about the business that Choi Jun-ho had come to visit.

“So what do you want to ask?”

“I heard it last time, but I needed to check it again. “Is the god you serve watching you 24 hours a day?”

Suddenly getting to the point?

The saintess smelled danger in that question, but she obediently agreed.

“First of all, if you answer the question, no. “He doesn’t watch over me 24 hours a day.”

“Can you tell when you watch?”

“yes.”

“So are you watching now?”

“…no.”

Choi Jun-ho smelled dangerous. The saint instinctively tensed and took a guarded stance.

Then, an offering was held out in front of the saint.

“If you’re thirsty, can you give me this?”

“Even if you give me something like that, I won’t eat it.”

“It tasted good.”

Choi Jun-ho took a sip of Gujeong water and said.

“There’s nothing to worry about. “Because nothing you worry about will happen.”

“You want me to believe that?”

“I tend to keep everything I promise.”

It was absurd to see him say that as a boast.

“If your god listens to my request, you won’t have anything to worry about.”

“Isn’t it strange to think that God would grant that request?”

He himself is someone who is difficult to even just look at, but Choi Jun-ho seemed comfortable as if he was calling Uncle Billy who lives next door.

‘Dangerous.’

My senses were ringing emergency alarms again.

I never thought that even God would think of me as an object of challenge rather than reverence. I learned that a person named Choi Jun-ho was far beyond his imagination.

The saint still cannot forget the moment she received God. A godly feeling of being completely filled with God’s grace from head to toe. In it, I felt an infinite sense of liberation and exaltation, and gained the power to accomplish anything.

God whispered to her. He said that if you follow him, everything you wish for will come true. And she became a saint and achieved everything she wanted.

But Choi Jun-ho tries to touch that scene. What will exist at the end will be a collision.

The saint hopes that God and Choi Jun-ho can coexist.

“So, another way….”

“What I want to hear is.”

Choi Jun-ho interrupted. And his cool eyes pierced like daggers.

“It’s not what you think.”

“….”

“Don’t mix up your personal opinions, just convey them first. “I want to talk.”

“…all right.”

He didn’t seem to listen to himself. The saint felt helpless because there was nothing she could do.

The saint knelt down, closed her eyes, and began to pray.

After a while, God answered my prayer.

Paaaat!

The saint, who had synchronized herself with God’s consciousness with a bright light, saw huge eyes turning towards her. Although only her eyes were exposed due to the radiance, the saintess was so overcome with excitement and fear that she felt like she was going to faint.

The reason he found God was not for public reasons, but for Choi Jun-ho’s very ‘private’ reasons.

God never recognizes the private sphere. Hoping to be subordinated in body, mind, and spirit, he complied with Choi Jun-ho’s demands, except when he visited Korea to ask for his help.

“I have something to report to you.”

But God was not angry. On the contrary, he listened to the end and gave me the answer.

The saint was relieved and returned to reality. And God’s intention was conveyed.

God’s answer to Choi Jun-ho’s proposal was ‘refusal’.

“It’s a refusal to refuse.”

His expression was calm as he muttered the same words. It seemed as if he had been expecting it.

I was even more nervous because I thought it was the calm before the storm.

“Pass it again. “If you refuse after hearing this, I won’t ask for anything more.”

“Of course.”

But the words that followed drove the saint into a state of panic.

“That… “Tell me?”

“Why not?”